[Too $hort]
One time it's by Lil' Jon and the Eastside Boyz
Who we talkin to man, who we talkin to
Any n***a that act like a wha (b**h)
Any any b**h that act like a muthaf**in (b**h)
Any p**y n***a that's a muthaf**in (b**h)
I send this sh** out to all why'all man
f** why'all p**y-a** n***az
Playin there for the mothaf**in
Okay, this how we put this sh** down for why'all
[CHORUS]
We run this [x4]
You ain't f**in wit me [x4]
Start a riot in this [x7]
Aw get the f** out this
[Lil Jon]
You be actin like a b**h
So we treat you like a b**h
You be actin like a b**h
So we treat you like a b**h
We beat you like a b**h
Kick your a** like a b**h
We take your f**in sh**
And leave you stuck like a b**h
You wearin panties like a b**h
Yo p**y like a b**h
You sound like a b**h
You talkin like a b**h
You cryin like a b**h
You whinin like a b**h
I hate you f**in b**h
We'll k** you b**h
[Too $hort]
So back up on me in this b**h
Or get f**ed up in this b**h
My n***az real in this b**h
Sit your wig in this b**h
Crack your head in this b**h
Beat your a** is this b**h
So keep poppin let your mouth
And get f**ed up like a b**h
Smack you up like a b**h
Stomp you out like a b**h
Slap your head like
Beat you down like a b**h
Take your money like a b**h
On your knees like a b**h
We don't like you f**in b**h
We'll k** you like a b**h
[CHORUS]
[Chyna White]
Ain't no hoes f**in with this b**h
I put years in this sh**
Shed tears for sh**
b**h I'm real with this sh** (don't push me)
'cause ain't no f**in thang bout me p**y
Except this rare sh** that drip from me
I get money in my hood b**h ain't nuttin funny (not funny)
But a f*ggot n***a in nut huggers and big hoots
We toss over who got juice
Who livin a lie (lie)
Who speakin a true, who get that loot
You get on that mic with that bullsh** b**h (boitch)
Then it's all on you
Hangin rap label (rap label)
I ain't dealin with favorites
Homie f**s with n***az that do business up under the table
That mad shout
You hoes can't make it in the game
Unless your titties and your a** out
Now f** wit me
So I can show you who already ballin in this b**h
Turnin from sweet to sour in this b**h
Like zero to 60 m.p.h.
It's a thin line between love and hate
And f** the world
'cause I ain't here to stay (b**h)
[CHORUS]
[Lil Jon]
Hey check this out right (wazzup)
All why'all club managers (uh huh) and club owners (yeah)
It's bout to get real ugly in your mothaf**in club right now (f**ed up in that b**h)
I'm gonna tell ya like this (what's up)
Get your mothaf**in security ready (f** em)
Yo I think some sh** bout to go down n***a (what goin down n***a)
It's about Lil Jon (uh huh), Eastside Boyz
Yo check this sh** out
Lemme see you get crunk
Lemme see you get bunk
Lemme see you tear that mothaf**in club on up
Lemme see you get crunk
Lemme see you get bunk
Lemme see you tear that mothaf**in club on up
Man f** them motherf**in p**y-a** n***az
Man f** them motherf**in p**y-a** n***az
Man f** them motherf**in p**y-a** n***az
Man f** them motherf**in p**y-a** n***az
[CHORUS]
[Too $hort]
Told ya once lil b**h
Said it twice lil b**h
Hang around us n***az all night
And you'll get your lil a** whooped b**h
For actin like a b**h
Backslap ya like a b**h
While ya snappin a flick (biotch)
It's $hort dog
I ain't wit nowhere
Still spittin real game for all the pimps and the playaz
And you b**hes
Don't try to front foo'
If you don't leave soon them n***az bout to jump you
You just a b**h'b**h